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Finally crawling closer, Dusty Wind looked carefully at the seven figures, and found that they were all in the same posture, all sitting cross-legged on the ground, with their backs to Dustwind, their waists straight, like javelins.

There is no vitality, no fluctuation of divine power, but their temperament is so majestic, as if there are seven primeval sacred mountains, thick enough to suppress the entire world.

Looking at these seven majestic figures, Chenfeng's eyes moistened.

He didn't know who those seven people were, he didn't know what their names were, he couldn't see their faces, but he knew the identities of those seven people.

They are the Divine Dao Bodies of the past generations, the Seven Divine Dao Bodies.

Since the Great War, there have been a total of eight generations of holy dao bodies in the world, and Dust Wind is the ninth generation.

The first generation of the Holy Dao is still in the ghost and god underground palace, suppressing evil creatures with his body, and since the second generation, a total of seven generations of the Holy Dao body, all buried in the holy cave, they should be invincible in the world, immortal, but for some reason fell into this kind of fate, killing the dust and wind do not believe it, the past generations of the Holy Dao will be the executioner who wantonly slaughters hundreds of millions of living beings in the world, there must be some reason for this.

Dusty Wind used all his strength to stand up, trembling to the front of the seven figures, and stretched out his hand to touch the first statue.

The statue was made of stone, swarthy, glowing with a cold black light, and there was nothing but a black robe draped over the body.

"Can anyone tell me what happened back then, why does the world say that all the Holy Dao bodies of our generation are evil and fierce spirits?" Dustwind said to the cold stone statue.

"You're here." Suddenly, a voice from the dark sanctuary reached Dustwind's ears.

The voice sounded old, hoarse, and tinged with a hint of euphoria.

Startled, Dustwind looked around into the darkness, looking for the source of the sound.

"I'm here." The old man's voice echoed through the dark grotto again, and this time the dust wind heard it clearly, and it was from the last statue that the voice came.

"You are?" Dusty Wind was startled, looked at the last statue, and with a hum, a strong golden divine light shone towards Dustwind, bright like lightning in the night, stabbing Dustwind's eyes and unable to open.

The seventh statue opened its eyes, and it was from his eyes that the golden divine light emanated.

"Ninth Generation Saint Dao Body, you are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time, but I didn't expect you to be so young, your cultivation is still so weak, your life and blood are about to dry up, it looks like you are about to die, what happened?" The seventh statue, representing the Eight Generations of Sacred Dao Body, spoke, looking at the dusty wind.

"You are the eighth generation of the Holy Dao Body? You're not dead. Dustwind spoke, as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes full of surprise.

"Who said I'm dead, I've always lived well, as long as I don't want to die, I won't die." The statue in the darkness said, not loud, but full of absolute domineering.

As long as I don't want to die, I won't die, this is how domineering and arrogant, this is the embodiment of strength.

"Tell me, why is your Holy Dao Body not yet complete, but your vitality has dried up to such a state, if it weren't for the life and blood of my Saint Dao Body that is unique in the world, if you were replaced by other monks, you would have already died, tell me, why is this?" The Eighth Generations of Saint Dao said coldly.

"This is my way." Dusty Wind was silent for a moment, and then spoke, now that he had determined that the person speaking in front of him was the eighth generation of the Holy Dao Body, the one that was known as the strongest Saint Dao Body back then.

"Come here, come to me." The Eight Generations of Saint Dao Body said, motioning for the dust wind to come closer.

Dusty Wind staggered in front of him, and when he got closer, he saw that the Eight Generations Holy Dao Body was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his whole body was covered by black robes, only his head was exposed, his face was very old, his face was full of wrinkles, and his head was full of gray hair, only one of his eyes still exuded an incomparably strong golden divine light, dazzling like two small suns, releasing golden divine light.

While the dust wind was staring at the Eight Generations of Saint Dao Body, the Eight Generations of Saint Dao Body was also looking at the dust wind, as if he wanted to see through everything on the body of the dust wind.

"The Golden Body of the Holy Dao, the Spring Jue of the Dead Wood, and the Tai Chi Yin and Yang Method, you have such a peerless golden body and the Ancient Divine Method, how could you fall into such a situation." The Eight Generations of Saint Dao said incomprehensibly, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was questioning Chenfeng.

Suddenly, his voice stopped abruptly, and his eyes widened suddenly, looking at Dusty Wind, his mouth opened wide, and his eyes were full of surprise.

"No wonder this is the case, you actually broke the Dao and re-cultivated the Extreme Killing Dao."

"Why, why do you want to forge the Peerless Killing Dao, isn't the Invincible Saint Dao of the Holy Dao lineage strong enough?"

The Eighth Generations of Saint Dao Body asked loudly, a violent emotion emanated, as if he was dissatisfied with the behavior of the dust wind, as a Saint Dao Body, how could he not cultivate the Invincible Saint Dao? It was an invincible path that belonged only to the Holy Dao body.

He deserves to be known as the strongest Saint Dao Body, and his cultivation is extremely strong, and he can see through everything on Chenfeng's body at a glance.

"Whether it's the Invincible Holy Dao or the Extreme Killing Dao, it's just my choice, as long as I can be invincible in the world, it doesn't matter what Dao I cultivate, the important thing is that I want to protect the people I care about, I want to participate in that battle in the future, I want to kill all the enemies in the world and become the one who can reverse the situation." Dust Wind roared loudly, and an incomparable killing power was released, his eyes became blood-red, and even his hair began to change to blood-red because of the change in his temperament.

The face of the Eighth Generations Saint Dao Body changed slightly, and he felt the endless killing true qi of the dust wind, and he was secretly frightened.

He was silent for a long time, and then said to the dust wind: "Okay, good, good, the murderous aura is really strong enough, even I feel frightened, so that I am worthy of the Holy Dao Body, but your Dao is too domineering, you have now been tortured to death by the Killing Dao True Force, what are you going to do?" ”

"It is rumored that there is a golden holy Dao divine liquid left by the holy Dao bodies of the past dynasties before they died, I don't know if there is one?" Dustwind asked.

"Hehe, yes, of course there is, it's best to use the Golden Holy Dao Divine Liquid to dissolve the Dao Killing True Power in your body, but it's a pity。。。。。。" The Eight Generations Holy Dao Body wanted to speak and stopped, his eyes dimmed, and his face seemed to be a little unwilling and remorseful.

"What is a pity, big brother of the eighth generation?" Seeing Hachiyo's expression, Dusty Wind asked with some confusion.

"The Golden Holy Dao Divine Liquid has almost been used by me, only a little, a little bit."

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid it's not enough for you." The Eighth Generations Holy Dao Body said with some hesitation, his head hanging down, as if he didn't dare to look at the hopeful eyes of the dust wind.

Hearing the words of the Eighth Generations of Saint Dao Body, Dusty Wind was stunned for a long time, and then he scolded loudly: "I'm gone, you actually used it all up, you actually used up all the Saint Dao Origin Liquid left by the first six generations of Saint Dao Elder Brother before he died, how can you be like this, you, you, you, you are a loser。。。。。。 ”

"Correction, I didn't use it all, there's a little bit left." The Eight Generations of Saint Dao said with a weak heart, no longer having the mighty demeanor just now, like a child who has made a mistake.

"How much is left, you can take it out for me."

"Turn it in."

Dustwind shouted angrily, almost with a roar.

"No, it's all for you, it's all here." The Eight Generations Holy Dao Body stretched out his hand and handed a small bottle to Dusty Wind, the inside of the bottle was golden, exuding a golden-colored divine glow, and through the bottle, Dusty Wind could feel the life essence of the worship.

But the golden liquid in the bottle was pitiful, and it seemed that there were only three or five drops.

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